Who's the Bird Brain? “Master, master,” I do repeat "For all my whims, you quickly jump to your feet." Master states, “Where have you been to behold such a lovely grin?” "I’ve been perched on a Manzanite wood sleepin’ in." I (parrot) think: All you do is toil day after day You slip into the cold on your way Hellos and goodbyes you repeat each time you fare through the door Stop with the idle chit chat, cold drafts are seeping in some more Traffic delays and chaos everywhere you stray Meanwhile I’m all comfy, ready to play You rush, run and are always in a hurry I look and watch Sylvester who’s all furry Endless worries fill your mind While I pick at scrumptious seeds of every kind Bills and more bills pile up on your table  While I take pleasure enjoying all the amenities including the TV cable You hold me in your hands, caress me and play I roll my eyes and let you have your way You repeatedly pet my feathers from head to toe Hey take it easy, I have a reputation—you know! You taunt me and repeatedly ask, “Polly want a cracker?” Hey mister give it a break–before I deliver a smacker I have the life baskin’ in the sun Meanwhile you’re the dumbbell always on the run Month after month you coax endlessly, please just let me be      Now who’s the bird brain, you or me?         By: Imma Argiro ©